Splendid Nongmen's little medical concubine

Chapter 197 Jiang Yiting is Nosy

Ye Fuwang's eyes lit up.

"Quanxi, even if people disagree, you can still talk to us.

Maybe people reject you just because they are shy and embarrassed?Or, she just can't make up her mind and needs us to persuade her? "

Little Zhou also had a happy face, "Quanxi, did you tell her that the scar on your face will disappear soon? Also, if she wants, she can live with us. If she doesn't want to, she can live with us in the village or The town will build another house for you."

Ye Quanxi shook her head lightly, "She knows all about it. Actually... it's not that she doesn't look down on me, it's that she feels that she is not good enough for me."

Ye Fuwang and Xiao Zhou: "..."

Since ancient times, marry high and marry low, what girls say must be polite.

They were about to continue working as advisers, Ye Quanxi said, "Twisted melons are not sweet, and I will not force her if she doesn't want to, but I don't like other people at the moment, so I want to talk about it slowly."

"That's fine." Ye Fuwang wanted to say something, but Mrs. Zhou pulled him away.

Xiao Zhou felt that Ye Quanxi was right in not being in a hurry.

Their family is not short of money now, and they don't have to worry about not being able to find a good girl.

……

The worried Ye Fuwang was soon pleased by another thing: Mu Jing formally proposed marriage to Ye Xiaohan.

He said that if they don't object, they will get engaged tomorrow, and when the people from Longhuying leave, they will have a grand wedding banquet.

Ye Fuwang didn't object, and...it suddenly seemed like a dream.

Ye Qingtian was injured in order to save He You. When Ye Xiaohan was divorced by the He family, he was so sad that he wished he could die. Not only did Ye Qingtian be fine, Ye Xiaohan also used Xiao Zhou's dowry book to find a way to make a fortune. Now he is going to marry A noble person like Mu Jing.

Guerrilla generals, people from the capital, and money... This is no ordinary nobleman.

Ye Fuwang felt that it would be worthwhile for him to die immediately if he could get to where he is today.

However, what Ye Fuwang never expected was that all good things took time, and fate soon played a big joke on him.

……

After the Dragon Tiger Camp really settled down, Jiang Yiting, who wore a disguise mask and took the post of special envoy, took the leader of the Dragon Tiger Camp, Su Sike, and a few subordinates to wander around the village... also to check the environment.

He wasn't going to disturb the people.

Even if his famous fourth prince is disguised, he can't do something like disturbing the people and ruining his reputation.

He didn't go to the villager's house rashly, he only visited outside.

After walking for a while, I saw Ye Xiaohan's factory under construction not far away, and became interested, "Susko, do you think those man-made houses are for people to live in? Why are they all small rooms, okay?" strangeness."

The well-known Chief Su of the Longhu Camp shook his head blankly, "The subordinates don't know. Why don't you send someone over to ask?"

"Well, go, remember not to be scary."

"Yes."

Susko immediately sent soldiers to inquire quickly, but they still took a leisurely walk.

The soldiers came back soon, "reporting to the envoys and chiefs, they said they built the workshop."

Jiang Yiting became more interested, "Workshop? What kind of workshop?"

There are workshops in such a small place. Shouldn't the workshops be opened in places with convenient transportation in towns and cities?
The soldiers of the Longhu Camp were very smart, they had already asked this question on their own initiative, and immediately replied, "My subordinates have asked, and they said it was snacks, condiments, vermicelli, and the like."

"Snack? What kind of dessert? You can ask again to see if their owner can make some and sell it to us." Since the plague was rampant, he hadn't eaten dessert for a long time, and the bird was almost fading out of his mouth.

"Yes."

While talking, they saw that several villagers used a wooden cart to push the food to the factory.

When the workers heard the call to eat, they put down their work one after another, went to the river to wash their hands, and began to eat.

It looks very lively.

"Hehe, it looks like a simple folk. Not bad, not bad, this is a good place."

Jiang Yiting was so emotional that he couldn't help but see the "heterogeneous" Jiang in the crowd.

(End of this chapter)